Ink, Princess of the Florida Atlantic mers, is
slated to wed the ancient enemy of her tribe, the King of the Gulfs. After
years of war that led to countless mer deaths, as well as the genocide of
aquatic shapeshifters and the freshwater mers of Florida, Ink’s marriage will
bring lasting peace.

Or so it seems.

Mere hours before she’s supposed to leave the
ocean for her customary year as a drywalker, Ink meets Hal, an alligator
shifter who warns her that a storm is brewing. There is malicious intent behind
Ink’s marriage—and worse, meeting Hal has also caused a storm to rage in Ink’s
heart. Nevertheless, loyal to her tribe, Ink will put aside her feelings and
journey to Miami to marry the decadent King Manx.

Ink soon learns that her only hope of surviving
the crashing force swelling around her is to tap into a power deep inside—a
forbidden power that might destroy them all.

About the Author:

Melanie Karsak is the author of the Amazon best-selling series The Airship
Racing Chronicles, The Harvesting Series, and The Saga of Lady Macbeth. She
grew up in rural northwestern Pennsylvania and earned a Master's degree in
English from Gannon University. A steampunk connoisseur, white elephant
collector, and zombie whisperer, the author currently lives in Florida with her
husband and two children. She is an Instructor of English at Eastern Florida
State College.

When
I was a teen, I fell in love with the Slavic/Russian novels written by C. J.
Cherryh, including her work Rusulka. Rusulka is the story about a drowned girl
who becomes a haunted spirit. Rusulka are prevalent in Slavic myth. They are
often depicted as spirits, but sometimes they appear as nymphs or water
sprites. I was really inspired by Cherryh’s Rusulka character.

You
can catch the paperback for a penny on Amazon!

2.What was the inspiration for your mermaid novella?

I
moved to Florida about five years ago, and I was really inspired by all the
sights on the coast. We’ve taken trips to Miami on a few occasions. I enjoy the
architecture, but dislike the vibe of the city. It’s the same vibe Ink feels
when she is there (sorry, Miami). I live on the Space Coast, not far from NASA,
and I love this area. We are close to Cocoa Beach which has the feel of a
“once-happening” place. There is a quaint charm to its faded, sea-side glory. I
adore Cocoa Village, a quaint downtown area. There are lovely little shops and
old oak trees with Spanish moss. It was the perfect setting for Ink’s eventual
rendezvous with a good friend.

3. Cast
your characters. If your novella was made into a movie, who would play your
main characters?

Ink
is hard to cast, but I would probably choose someone like Megan Fox.

The
world building! Oh my gosh, it took me forever to figure out just how “under
the sea” functioned in terms of a society. There was nothing to go from so I
just made it all up! It took a lot more time and brain-power than I expected.

5. Ursula
or Ariel?

Ursula’s
attitude with Ariel’s looks. Ariel is too “I need a man” for me. Ursula is too
“I need power” for Ink. But they both have good qualities.

I
actually really love cecaelia, mer-octopus like Ursula. They play an important
role in Ink.

6. What
else should we know about your novella?

There
are alligator shifters and nyotaimori (Google it). I now know way more about
alligator mating calls than a normal person would find useful. Don’t judge me
by my Google searches. :)

Excerpt:

As I jerked my
knife, I stared at the boat motoring overhead. Seaton was right. Everything
about this fishing practice was illegal. The purse-seine fishing method they
were using had been outlawed years ago. Disgusting. At least merpeople honored
their laws, even when we didn’t like it.

The torn net
wagged with the motion of the waves. As I worked, anger welling up in me. If it
hadn’t meant having their refuse in my waters, I could just sink their boat and
drown them all. It was, after all, instinctual for me to want their death.
While our law forbad using siren song, which was nothing more than tuning of
sound resonance, I still felt the ancestral tug in me. I would have loved to
purr a sweet song and pull them down into a murky death. I could almost hear
the tune in the back of my head, humming from an ancient source. The song of
the siren was nearly lost now, its banishment causing it to fade from common
use or knowledge. I closed my eyes. With just a few notes, it would all be
done.

“Ink?” Seaton
called.

I opened my
eyes. Careful, Ink. “Good. Almost
there.” I glanced back at Indigo. She’d moved the mother dolphin deeper into
the water, away from the surface, and had shifted back into mermaid form. Her
blueish hair, befitting her name, made a halo around her. She was using
merdolphin magic to dazzle the creature, talking in low melodious tones that
echoed softly through the water.

Seaton stopped
just above me.

“Got it,” I
said, then slid my blade upward. The net broke in half, wagging like seaweed in
the waves.

Seaton and I
swam to Indigo who was guiding the mother dolphin, holding her gently by the
flipper. From above, there was a terrible groan, then a screech as the gears on
the winch sprang to life. The net wall moved like it was alive, the tentacles
of a great sea monster closing in on us.

“We must hurry,”
Seaton said.

Moving quickly,
we swam through the tear and out of the net, back into the safety of the open
ocean.

The gears on the
winch lurched. Water pressure pulled the tear, causing the net to rip wide
open. The tuna rushed free. I tread for a moment, stopping to watch the sight
as Indigo guided the mother dolphin into the dark water below us.

“The pup is
coming,” Indigo called from the blackness below.

Above, the
bottom of the boat rocked, unsteadied by the broken net. The winch slowly
reeled the mesh out of the water. It looked like a dead thing, a man-made
monster fished out of the living ocean. As the fishermen moved along the rail
of the ship, their images were weirdly distorted against the surface of the
water. With all my willpower, I sucked in the death-dealing note that wanted to
escape from my lips. The massive swirling tribal mark on my back started to
feel prickly and warm. Harnessing myself in, I reminded myself that it was
forbidden. I turned and swam into the shadowy deep.

We are excited to announce that the second novel in Melanie Karsak's popular The Harvesting Series is now available for pre-order! You can grab your copy of The Shadow Aspect on Amazon.

Novel Description

When Layla took the final step through the labyrinth, she thought she was saving the ones she loved.

She couldn't have been more wrong.

Layla and the other survivors now find themselves caught in a war for our world, the unwitting victims of a grudge seething for eons. Surviving the zombie apocalypse has become the least of their worries as they come up against vampires, shapeshifters, and fae. When she uncovers an unspeakable horror, whom can Layla trust? The carnie girl? The doctor searching for a cure? The tarot reader? The stranger with alluring gold eyes? Or the man she loves?

The wrong choice could doom them all.

When the world burns, mankind’s shadow side rises. Do we deserve to survive?

The novel releases July 15th! Keep in touch with the author for special previews and unique offers!

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